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During this process, Bao Rong's hand kept pulling on the shirt on his chest, and asked in a hurried tone, "Brother, brother, you, what are you going to do, what are you going to do!"

Xiao Yujue didn't answer, didn't even look at him, cruelly tore Bao Rong's hand from his chest, and handed it to Xiao Yan's arms, but when he turned around, Bao Rong stretched out his hand again, but Xiao Yan Ruthlessly stopped.

"If you let me know that you are not good to Baorong, I will never let you go!" Xiao Baojue threw out these words, took a few steps forward, took out a sharp dagger from his arms, and put his face on his face. A relieved smile appeared on his face.

I'm sorry, Chu Xi, I know, I'm selfish, I also know, what I owe you is not just a word of love, but Bao Rong, he is our youngest brother in this world and our only relative, can I Do, only these.

I will pray for you every day, you will find someone who loves you more than me

So, forget me...

The next moment, a burst of blood suddenly appeared, drawing a decisive and bleak arc in the cold air.

"No──Yes──" Baorong's roar pierced his heart, shaking the whole forest, and his mournful cry echoed in the forest for a long time.

In Xiao Yan's seemingly cold and heartless pupils, there was a trace of sadness and heartache, not for the man who had fallen to the ground, but for Bao Rong in his arms.

Why, it's obviously revenge, but why is it so painful!

Holding Bao Rong, who fainted due to excessive fright, Xiao Yan turned and left the bloody place, but at this moment, a person suddenly walked out from the dark woods. Only from his body shape, he could tell that he was a man.

He walked up to Xiao Yujue, lowered his head, carefully looked at the dagger stuck in his chest, then slowly picked him up horizontally, turned around, and walked into the dark and eerie darkness.

(0.44 fresh coins) Naughty little fox──Ji Ran

In late autumn, the weather gradually turned cold, and the dry yellow leaves on the branches fell to the ground like butterflies. A five-year-old child stepped on the fallen leaves, looked left and right for a long time, and once again made sure that there was no one around, then sneaked in mysteriously. The courtyard door and ran towards the house ahead.And the plaque on the house is impressively engraved with three big golden characters - Yushufang.

The quirky little ghost gently pushed the door open, laughed a bit, and got in.

At this moment, the imperial study room is quiet and deserted, which is a good time to play.With his hands on his hips, he looks like a small landlord, looking east and west. He is full of curiosity about everything here, including the writing brush hanging on the pen holder on the desk in front of him. Although he simply hates reading to the bone.

"Hmph, stinky father, who told you that you usually only care about accompanying brother Rong, and don't play with me! Huh, if you don't accompany me, I will play by myself! Wherever you don't let me play, I will go there! I am so mad! You!" He pursed his lips, two touches of pink appeared on his chubby face, and he patted his chest with his small hands imposingly, as if he was showing to someone that he was the master of this place.

He bounced up the steps, came to the table, climbed onto the dragon chair that Xiao Yan used to sit on with all his hands and feet, then stood up, staring at all kinds of weird things on the table with his big round eyes Son, he kept laughing cheerfully.

"Hey, what is this!" He looked at the long yellow notebook not far away, with dragon patterns on it, so he stretched out his hand and pulled it in front of him, opened it to take a look, and couldn't help but look Opened his mouth, "What, why are there so many tadpoles, densely packed, I don't know any of them!"

After finishing speaking, when he was about to throw it aside, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

He gave a wicked smile, looked at the dark liquid next to him, stretched out his little finger to dip some, and then simply drew a turtle on the notebook, at least, he thought he was drawing a turtle.

After finishing the painting, he stared narcissistically at his masterpiece and laughed for a long time. Just as he was about to put it back together, he heard a voice outside the house.

"Your Majesty, what should we do with the batch of jewels brought in as tribute from the Western Regions?"

"Give it to the concubines in the harem! From now on, you can handle these small matters by yourself, don't ask me!" Xiao Yancen's cold thin lips were slightly white, he raised his hand and rubbed his temple, his voice was deep and deep ordered.

"Yes, I understand!" The father-in-law who was behind Xiao Yan responded, and then stayed outside the door of the imperial study. Only Xiao Yan entered the house.

What a mess!Isn't Father always with Brother Rong at this time?What happened today? Why did you come here suddenly?He hid behind a screen behind the table, curled up, and tightly covered his mouth with both hands, for fear that someone would accidentally make a sound.

Xiao Yan shook his head slightly, his deep pupils were full of exhaustion, he stepped up the steps, and sank heavily into the dragon chair, but when he glanced at the horizontally placed note, his brows were fixed. Out of doubt.

Frowning, he took the play and opened it.Almost in an instant, the expression on Xiao Yan's face disappeared, he suddenly put together the memorial, and slapped it heavily on the table.

"Ji Ran, get out!"

Xiao Yan's roar was like thunder, and without warning, it exploded on the head of the child hiding behind the screen.I saw his young body trembling, and his eyeballs twitched non-stop.Father might be trying to test whether I am in this room or not!As long as I hide like this and can't go out, he will think that I am not here!uh-

"Ji Ran, I'll give you one more chance. If you can't hide, even if your elder brother Rong comes to intercede, it won't work! If you don't want your ass to suffer, come out quickly!"

butt?Upon hearing these two words, the kid hiding behind the screen subconsciously touched his little butt.No, no, absolutely can't go out, Father must be bluffing himself, how does he know I'm here?

"Okay, then don't blame me for not reminding you in advance!" Xiao Yan stood up without any hesitation, turned around and stepped to the left side of the screen, stretched out his hand and pulled out the little ghost hiding in it.

"Father, Father---" Ji Ran stared blankly at Xiao Yan with his big eyes open.

"Kneel down!" After loosening his collar, Xiao Yan commanded in a cold tone, with an inviolable majesty in his eyes.

"That, that, Ran, Ran Er didn't do anything wrong, why did you kneel!" Ji Ran's two watery eyes looked at Xiao Yan innocently, but his voice was a little guilty, with obvious confidence insufficient.

"No mistake?" Xiao Yan picked up the memo that he had turned over just now, and slammed it at Ji Ran's feet, just in time to unfold the page with the turtle on it, "Okay, then tell me Tell me, who painted that ghost thing above?"

Ji Ran pursed her lips and thought about it seriously, but finally shook her head, "I don't know!"

"You still dare to say that you don't know? Well, then you can continue to not know!" Without saying a word, Xiao Yan rushed forward, took Ji Ran into his arms, then pressed him on the dragon chair, and took off his He raised his hand and slapped those two round and white buttocks.

"Ah──" Ji Ran screamed, but immediately, he swallowed back the pain, "Father, father is, is a big villain, I, I hate father the most!"

The anger between Xiao Yan's eyebrows became more fierce.It seems that this brat was really spoiled by Rong'er. He not only messed up the memorial presented by the ambassador of the Western Regions, but also learned to lie?If he doesn't teach him a lesson, he won't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is.

"I'll ask you again, did you draw those things on the memorial? If you tell the truth, I'll let you go, if—"

"No, no, no..." Ji Ran struggled, shook his head violently, and roared angrily.

"Pa—" Xiao Yan's hand fell down mercilessly again, making Ji Ran's young body tremble violently, but like a little warrior, he insisted on gritting his teeth, refusing to utter a weak moan .

Xiao Yan didn't say a word, but raised his hand again.

Ji Ran's body trembled.The two little hands were tightly grasping the cushion under him, and tears were already streaming from the corners of his eyes.It hurts, it really hurts.Father, Father Emperor is a villain, I just drew a turtle on that book, why is he so angry.

"Pa——pa—" There were several clear and loud voices. At this moment, Ji Ran's buttocks were already flushed, and even some small red spots appeared.The child's skin is already thin, if the beating continues like this, there is no guarantee that it will not be damaged.However, this kid still refused to admit it.

In fact, Ji Ran's face was already covered with tears.

"Papa──" Xiao Yan clenched his fists tightly, and slapped that red buttock again, but the force was obviously much lighter.

"Hmm..." As if he couldn't take it anymore, Ji Ran groaned in pain.This blow was out of control, sobbing followed, and the two little hands holding the chair cushion couldn't stop shaking.

"The emperor—"

Xiao Yan turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a man in a lake blue brocade robe pushing the door in, his handsome face was full of unconcealable anxiety and complaints.

This person is exactly the one who has lost his memory──Xiao Baorong.

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"Brother Rong, Brother Rong, save, save me──" Ji Ran heard a familiar voice and yelled in a small voice with tears in his eyes.

"Why did you come here?" Xiao Yan questioned, the anger in his voice was not completely calmed down by Bao Rong's arrival.

Bao Rong gently closed the door behind him and glared at Xiao Yan, "What are you going crazy about? And what did he do wrong?"